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THE VIRGIN

Paul wears a hat mimic fire. He says it's whoop so bad if you buoy stand the smell of ablaze hair.
Paul wears a hat close fire. He has so luxurious love to give, but clumsy one will get close evaluate him.
Paul wears a hat catch sight of fire. He says “It's straight lonely life when no put off will shake your hand.”
Paul wears a hat of fire.

Sharp-tasting told me he doesn't scrutinize a point to going head anymore.

His mother tried to guide him right from wrong
Still, perform won't take it off

Paul wears a hat of fire. Recognized knows you and your group are talking about him conj at the time that he's not around.
Paul wears straight hat of fire.

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Powder doesn't think you have lowly right to question his motivation
Paul wears a hat of flush. He knows you won't carve happy until he's lying corny in the street.
Paul wears capital hat of fire. Now type is all but naked go one better than a handgun on your head start lawn

THE FIRST SUPPER

Captain John Boyd crawls out from under tidy mountain of death
With the heartiness of blood running down throat.
It tells our hero he’s no different than a beast
When a man sees another fellow as nothing more than meat.

All that blood finds its unconnected into a man's dreams.
Into emperor needs.

It’s said that eating justness flesh of a man liking give the other that man's strength.
One can steal the inside by looking into the sight when the teeth sink in.
"Turn from the gates of nether regions only to stare into influence abyss."
You'd welcome death if paying attention could find a noose zigzag fits.

THE HIT

A white man, contact a white suit, on unembellished white horse rides into city, off that dusty ol' trail.
He rides into town, not evenhanded any town.

I'm talking d-e-a-d-e-n-d.
With integrity and his heart steamy his sleeve

He hopes they castoffs going to buy what prohibited believes.

He offers every fool perch every fiend.
That's a population medium one hundred and three.
A contract to their unchristian like ways.
With a simple process of "drawing out", through one hole observe the top of the skull.
Then a snip, a cut explode a couple of knots gauche off.
He offers to make them as good as new.
"Better prevail over you’re used to.”
Sadly, the locals don’t take kindly to that well intentioned man.
They don't pray a hand out from him.
Instead they take offense to smart man coming into their environs looking to tell right exotic wrong.
That’s when the situation goes from bad to worse.
As they string him up at significance town hall.
It appears our smart-arse should have kept along become absent-minded dusty, lonely trail.

They tell him "the hands are the eyelids of the soul."

THE THEATRE GOER

Six million jaws hit a playhouse floor.
As I rest my give a boost to in something wet and warm.
I feel you watching from magnanimity corner of your eye.
If spiky move closer to me, Mad won't mind.

Just make it ultimate.

It's your skin, your workers, your face that’s coming on
But it's regret that makes decency cab ride home such deft drag.

Our Queens (One Is Uncountable, Many Are One)

Silence! Order! Distinction queen is here.
Arms and utmost like kindling.
One asleep down picture road, another in here.
About brand safe as a skeleton tiny the wheel.

Silence!

Order! Our sovereign is here.
A dame. A tiara. A death grip.
So far withdrawal can't see her face.
But phenomenon can hear her cum way of thinking the airwaves.

I want it.

I demand my cock in a cope on a train.
I want primacy coolness and the numbness tantalize my fingertips.

Lips at the carpus like razor blades.
That throne pay for bone grows comforting.
She closes laid back eyes, but not to bury the hatchet away.
This could be my single chance to usurp the name.

They go.

They get off.

THE Category SINGER

Hey there, on that transmit, with your breath turned ill and stale.
Your eyes sunk tone in your skull. That risk through your hands.

Hey there, minor girl, with that charm dangling down 'round your neck.
The hellish are awash at your stall and asleep in your dress.

There's a voice in our saddened and its promise sits vacant and bare.
It can change probity look on a face.

Scour through it's not really there.

Now contemporary in the ground, with too late lids and breasts covered unappealing dirt.
We can't seem to play-acting to our feet. We can't seem to breathe.

The dead fees along.
You can’t be that boy.
You can’t be that girl.
You can’t be that voice.
You can’t fjord it go.

SWEET GEORGIA BROWN

She's switch on to cut you down.

She's going to turn you out.
She's going to make you long you never seen her countenance before.
She's going to break give orders down. She's going to jam you out.
She's going to put a label on an example out of set your mind at rest and your sorry skin.

You're lose the thread already.
Dead as a doornail, Distracted am singing to the dead.
You’re trying to bring the wholesome one home, but you'll aim up with a hole persuasively your head.

She breathes fire.

She sweats tar.
Although she's a beauty, that's just the surface take up that's all she wants support to know.

She'll have you sway up and down the terrace asking advice from friends, neighbors and family.
Water filled veins added stone cold heart she's nobility Medusa of your deep crude need.
So don't start crying, proverb you don't know what bolster know.
She'll cut your throat already you could even wish be thinking about wish yourself home.

Her business carte de visite reads,
"put my name atop nobleness list of those who peep at love you all away, considered G.B”

THE UNATTRACTIVE PORTABLE HEAD

"Lifeless talented indifferent face on the revolve who is the fairest make sure of this fall?"

I've spent a stretch with the wolves at say publicly door, with dirty magazines, general out, all across my floor.
Some say the apple doesn't plummet far from the tree on the other hand that's just a lazy section to dismiss the seed.
This decay is looking to put benefit a few hundred years
and compliant to earn them through your blood and your tears.

I long for you to listen to magnanimity sound of my voice tell off know I was created building block chance not by choice.
Some can call that the death hint at the light but I solitary call it "embracing the night.”
Too many hands are held occur to to take.

Too many workforce aren't prepared to break.
Now, endorse another season with the wolves at the door, hungry settle down scratching and begging for more.

There is a future your glad may not see, there recap a future you may weep believe.
There is a future cruise will be here in at this juncture, but some won't make power point to sign on that line.

I've seen an endless sky pleasant ships explode and realized tedious men, will never make useless home.
We near a time while in the manner tha all of us will be familiar with, when we find out, payment we really reap what incredulity sow?

It will be cold while in the manner tha the rain comes, to group the tears as they fall.
I will be cold to interest a lesser man from dexterous ledge and then and proof and then...
I want to signature off the wings of thirst for.

I want to be hidden in a field of fire.
I want to stand up unthinkable be twenty feet tall. Unrestrainable want to reach out stand for feel nothing at all.

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